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Hey Friends, I do not know how I feel about sharing this poem, but I use to write poems all the time when I was younger and I guess two days ago all these words flowed out of me. Also, TW because I am very vulnerable in this poem. I'm hoping this poem expresses what a lot of young teens and adults going through mental illness may be feeling when it comes to being understood. At least these are my feelings..

No mom you don't know about the demons in my head
you are clueless about the voices that whisper to me that I would be better off dead
you think you have it all figured out
Why I would rather lay in bed all day than help out around the house
laziness, selfishness is what you call it.
No mom you don't know about the demons in my head
you are clueless about the voices that whisper to me that I would be better off dead
closing my eyes is an escape, its how I can get away from them
But when a new day starts the voices come back whispering "here we go again"
No mo…

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Ever since this whole scandal occurred during the 2016 elections, the #Metoo camp…

It's been awhile, well it's only been two days since my last post (lol) but other than that it has been a while since I have really updated you all on myself and my life. If you had any finals I hope it all went well (: As you already know it is my senior year, I just finished my first semester of my senior year; classes, my internship and work were all priorities for me.I'M BACK & READY TO WRITE
I just completed finals and I can officially say that I am free for the rest of the year to continue blogging and writing leisurely again. Thank God, because I have really missed it and I can actually feel the difference in myself when I am not blogging or actively being involved in the blogging community. Just two days ago I wrote a post that was rather a "split second/ in the moment" type of post called Dear Keaton Jones... And Every Other Kid Who Is Bullied and some of you started sharing some of your experiences with me on twitter which reminded m…

You asked in your video, "Just out of curiosity, why do they bully?" "What's the point of it? Why do you find joy in taking innocent people and finding a way to be mean to them? It's not OK."
And you are right, it is not okay.

I do not know all the answers to life's most difficult questions, ill tell you this, these questions you ask are definitely difficult. It makes me wish that I had a superpower of controlling people's mind and behavior. If I had that type of power I would make sure everyone in the world were just nice to each other with no expectations or conditions. Unfortunately, that is not how life works, and unfortunately I do not have that superpower. I am sorry. I am sorry that this is the reality that we live in.

Popularity. Superiority. These things are so important to people your age and even as we get older there is this universal fear of not being liked or the fear of not being the center of attention. When someone notices somethi…

Now I am sure you have read in every tweet, facebook status, blog post, instagram caption, the same thing " I can't believe it's already November" "Where has the time gone?" Well, I do not mean to bore you with the same beginning and disbelief but honestly, wasn't it just yesterday that we rang in the year 2017?? and now we are already looking forward to 2018. I just want to take a quick moment to say how thankful I am that God has brought me this far. This is probably something a lot of people tend to write about during New Years, but I couldn't help but think how emotionally draining 2017 has been for us as a country and just how overwhelming it is to know that God is not finished with us yet.

If you are reading this post take the time to reflect with me on the fact that you are ALIVE. Forget about whether you have accomplished so and so goals you set for yourself at the beginning of the year but just emerge yourself in the gratitude of the gift…

I hope all of you have been doing well. Today was a pretty good day. My sister came home for the weekend, and my whole family and I went to church in the morning together which we haven't done in a long time. At service my pastor shared his testimony about his 3 year struggle with severe anxiety and how God has not only slowly healed him but has taught him a great deal of what it means to fix your gaze on Christ. It was a great service and I haven't felt moved to tears during service like the way I did today in a long time. I then treated my brother and sister out for breakfast which was fun, my siblings and I haven't really had quality time with each other because of the business of our schedules so it was nice to have that time together today. Then the rest of the day has been me attempting to study (lol). After service, I couldn't get my mind off of my own mental health, and wondering how God plans to use my up and down journey to pull me into a more …

I didn't go to work again tonight. I called off very last minute again, and I am pretty sure there is just a matter of time until I get fired.

Sorry, I don't mean to start this post so depressing like this, but I will be completely honest with all of you because I believe all of you are my friends.. I feel like I wouldn't care if I were to loose my job or drop out of school at this point. Honestly I feel like I am in this endless cycle of failing, getting back up, failing, getting back up. I'm exhausted. Plus I am tired of this anxiety I get before work as well, its frustrating being at work and feeling incapable or as if you are not doing anything right.

The point of this post is not to complain to you all about how miserable my life is, I think it is my depression talking. I'm actually here to share with you all about the ways in which I am trying to deal with this anxiety. I have been working at my new job for a good four to five months and I still get that d…

For those of you who may not know what that is, it is a day used to bring awareness to the different debilitating mental illnesses. I appreciate the different days like suicide awareness day, that are used to bring awareness and attention to Mental illness. Not only do I love the awareness part of it but it is comforting to see how many people open up on social media about their own struggles in order to encourage many and remind others that there is hope and people that care.

I was scrolling through my Instagram on Tuesday night and I was amazed of my peers who spoke up and even some who I never even considered to care about this sort of thing were on Instagram being an encouragement. While I was scrolling through my Instagram there was this one girl who I went to high school with that posted about how she has been struggling with anxiety and depression lately to the point where she didn't even want to get out of bed. But then sh…

I woke up on Monday morning after a rough Sunday night reciting to myself, "its a new day" "yesterday was the past" "focus on the present". As I was hyping myself up in the bathroom in front of the mirror I picked up my phone and started scrolling through Instagram. Suddenly I started seeing post after post "pray for Vegas" "RIP to the 58 people killed in Vegas" "What's wrong with our country, such a tragedy" I was confused for a second and totally oblivious, so I searched up Las Vegas to see what all the condolesences was about. That is when I saw the news.. "Shooting at Las Vegas Concert Last Night; 58 killed & hundreds injured" The first thing I said to myself was Dear God, didn't we just have a natural disaster hit Puerto Rico? How much more tragedy can this world take?"

I started to feel a sense of fear crawl on me, it wasn't like that small anxiety you get when you are about to start a n…

I don't know about you, but having feelings for someone, getting butterflies, being vulnerable emotionally, spiritually, physically etc scares the life out of me. Just the fact that if you want a friendship to progress into something more, you have to be willing to put yourself out there and be ready for the possibility of rejection and the thought of that makes me cringe. Liking someone and trying to figure out how to go about expressing yourself to the person or wanting to just simply tell the person how great they are without coming off weird or creepy is so complicated.

Can you guess why I am ranting about such a thing? Yes, you may have already guessed it. I have a crush on someone.

The frustrating thing is that I don't even know how these feelings even developed. I only met this person towards the beginning of this year because we had a class together and then became friends. We basically hung out in similar…

Dating with anxiety is like living with a tone of bricks
permanently strapped on your back.

Constantly having to put this huge guard up when in your
head you truly like that person but no matter what they do and say to convince
you they're genuine you still have that horrible gut feeling like you're just
waiting for it all go wrong so you can finally get to say 'I told you so.'
However, after literally losing the one person I thought I'd
never lose.. I decided it's time to truly love myself before I even try to love
anybody else and I do, I have way way more confidence than I did.

I used to be my own worst enemy but I realized no one can
help me other than myself, no one can better me other than me so for as long as
I can remember I made it my little mission to better myself for the next guy
that'll come into my life and ACTUALLY stay.
I guess I've always had that fear of people that I love
leave me because you can't ever make a person stay, they&…

On January first of this year I tried to end my life.
I was dealing with a pretty severe depressive episode. Everything that I tried didn’t seem to be
working. Moving home, starting
antidepressants, starting counseling, reaching out to friends and family. I just continued sinking deeper and deeper.
Obviously, as I am here writing to you, my suicide attempt
failed. Things are better now, but my
depression is far from gone.
My world still revolves around my mental illness as I do
everything I can to manage it; I am terrified
of it. My mental health blog is
constantly on my mind as I try to battle the stigma associated with all mental
illnesses. I am working so hard to make
a change in this world that I am sometimes immersed in it all.

Recently a public figure committed suicide. Mental health is being put in the spotlight
for now, and it is amazing to me how many people out there do not
understand. They see mental illness and
suicide as a choice, not as a sickness.
They say …

I have been wanting to write this post to all of you for so long but did not know how to go about it. I did not know how to really start, so I guess i'll start with introducing you to two stories. One of them I am sure you have read on my blog before.

A couple days ago I watched a Ted Talk in which a young muslim lady named Susanne Barakate talks about how her brother and her sister in law were tragically murdered by their neighbor whom had been harassing them in the past. She gives a descriptive story of the incident and how there has been no justice for her family. The link to the Ted Talk is below if you want to hear the story.

I have mentioned my depression on my blog several times before. I kinda just threw it in there, between words, not really telling you much about it. My depression wasn’t the easy kind – it wasn’t about me feeling a bit down. It was me being completely helpless, the depression taking over my whole life. And I almost let it.
I’m not afraid of talking about mental health, depression or anxiety. I’m not even scared of telling you, that I was once so depressed, I ended up in a mental hospital behind closed doors. I can – even though I rather not go too much into detail – tell you, that I have been suicidal.
Those are not the things I’m worried about, when I hit publish. And I’m gonna hit publish, because I feel like I have something to say after all and I feel like it has some meaning. To me, anyway. What I’m worried for, is that I choose the wrong words, when the right words mean everything. That this post turns to negative, instead of positive – because even though there’s so much pain an…

When you think of a first job for a young adult, usually you hear of your peers working at malls, front desk in school offices, or restaurants. My first job ever has been nothing close to that. I started earlier this year around February, as a CNA ( Certified Nurse Assistant) in a Intermediate Behavioral Facility. I care for mentally disabled clients, which includes feeding them, transferring patients who may weigh up to 120 lbs to their bed or wheelchair. I also give them showers, change their clothes, and assist them in a majority of their daily living activities because they are unable to achieve those task themselves.

My last day there will be July 22nd because I recently got another job at another facility, but I was just thinking as to the valuable lessons I have learned through working as a CNA thus far. The appreciation of my own life and capabilities as well as my increased compassion and empathy for people as a whole. There are certain jobs that are challenging, but when yo…

Looking back at the last couple years, there have been many struggles and hardships. Many family members and friends warned us that the first year of marriage would be the toughest. We supposed they were referring to the transition one must make when leaving behind the single life in order to live a better one with an eternal companion. I don’t think we supposed wrong, but Heavenly Father had a little more in mind for us. Only a few months after our wedding day, I began to experience frighteningly unpleasant mood swings. My initial reactions to almost everything became angry and bitter. These drastic changes in my personality made me feel lonely with no hope of ever returning to my “normal” or true self. Prayerfully, Jayson and I decided I needed professional help. I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety for the first time in my life. In the October 2015 General Conference, President Devin G. Durrant shared, “Christ invites us to do many hard things because He knows we will be ble…

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Welcome to "HerDaringThoughts", a space for me as a twenty-something year old to share my views and experiences on topics such as mental health, college, poetry, relationships, Christianity, and so much more. I hope you enjoy reading my content as much as I enjoy writing it! (: